Chapter 222 Fight At Close Quarters

• I thought I would be chasing after his shadow as I had done during the day, begging him not to leave. But I had barely made my way out the door when I saw him hastily making his way back. To my dismay, I could not stop myself in time for I was running too fast. I fell into his arms when our bodies collided.
• He had a firm chest, as solid as a rock, so when I bumped into him — nose first — the pain caused me to tear up. I pounded his chest with all my might, crying at the same time. “You think you're all that just because you have sturdy pecs? You think you can have your way with other people?”
• He gripped my hand. Then, like a hawk who had caught its prey, he brought me inside and tossed me on the bed. He barked at me, “Yvonne, you idiot! Do you want to piss me off? Is that it?”